That's how I
came to be there, stood in that alley, waiting for an agent to show
up. I knew one would come sooner or later. By stepping back into
the Warp I'd created an imbalance, and the Forest wouldn't stand for
that. But you see I'd had enough of running and hiding. I'd spent
so much time in the Weave I was beginning to talk like them, think
like them, and I just wanted to go home. To go back to the forests
and rivers where I belong. It'd been so long since I ate a good
porcupine, I'd forgotten how tasty they are.
It's not
long before my patience is rewarded and an agent emerges from the
shadows, casually glancing from side to side.
